
I begged God not to let him die.

Your husband has only a few weeks to live.

Your son has a brain tumor.

I was diagnosed with Post-Traumatic Syndrome.

I was sitting in a jail cell crying for help.

I didn't even raise my own children.

They had something I wanted.

I didn't know anything about the Bible.

You will never walk again.

I realized I would be blind the rest of my life.